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I know a place |
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Where you're all going to go |
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They'll pay you to kill |
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If you're eighteen years old |
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First you'll need a haircut |
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And then some new clothes |
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They'll stick you in a jungle |
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To play G.I. Joe |
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You fight for democracy |
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And the American way |
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But you're not in your country |
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"What am I doing here?", you say |
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But now it's too late |
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You're entering Managua |
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If you had brought your surfboard |
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You could surf Nicaragua |
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What is this we're fighting for? |
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What's our ultimate goal? |
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To force our ideas |
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Right down their throats |
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American intervention |
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Grows deeper everyday |
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The situation worsens |
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More soldiers on the way |
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You fight for democracy |
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And the American way |
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But you're not in your country |
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"What am I doing here?", you say |
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But now it's too late |
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You're entering Managua |
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If you had brought your surfboard |
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You could surf Nicaragua |
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Lessons we have learned |
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Are easy to forget |
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Hints of Vietnam |
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How soon we all forget |
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First we send advisers |
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And then go the troops |
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Another worthless conflict |
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Another chance to lose |
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You fight for democracy |
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And the American way |
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But you're not in your country |
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"What am I doing here?", you say |
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But now it's too late |
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You're entering Managua |
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If you had brought your surfboard |
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You could surf Nicaragua |
